St. Vincent (2014)
I haven't teared up watching a movie in a long time. And to my surprise, my eyes let out a few drops while watching St. Vincent today.
The movie mixes comedy with sentimental drama very well. And out of all the characters that Bill Murray has played over the years in which the character is a near replica of his real-life self (Dr. Peter Venkman from Ghostbusters and Phil Connors from Groundhog Day come to mind), Vincent MacKenna is in my opinion the closest Murray has gotten at playing himself in a movie. Vincent is a broke, cynical, grouchy, old Vietnam Veteran who spends his whole day drinking at a local bar, gambling at the racetracks, owing money to a pregnant Russian "lady of the night", played by Naomi Watts in what is possibly her first against-type role, and a bookie, played by Terrence Howard, and running into his fence by backing his car into the driveway. But underneath all his ugliness and misfortune is a man with a heart of gold. Things start to turn around for him when he agrees to "babysit" his new neighbor Maggie's (played by a surprisingly low-key Melissa McCarthy) 12 year old son Oliver, played brilliantly by newcomer Jaeden Lieberher, who is having trouble coping with his parents' recent divorce and fitting into his new private school.
The movie has many funny and touching moments, and it's Murray who will keep you mesmerized. The scenes where he and the boy are running to his car with a bag full of money, or where he is tossing curse words and insults at a group of pre-teen bullies, dancing to Jefferson Airplane's Somebody to Love, or , the best part, carrying a Walkman and singing along to Bob Dylan's Shelter from the Storm during the film's closing credits while messing around with a hose gushing water might be weird and bizarre, but you can't look away. I have no doubt Murray will earn an Oscar nomination for his performance. McCarthy and Lieberher deserve Supporting Actress and Actor nominations as well.